Can anyone feel the sorrow,the pain you are going through? Your broken heart has already taken away the smile from your lips,the warmth on your face.You look desperately cracked, saddened and doomed.

I am standing right here,at this exact point and watching you.I am trying to feel your deep grief and it is breaking me down in to pieces.I am staring your eyes right now and I feel the tears falling from mine too. 

Then ,I try to rub my face ,to swipe the tears off my radiant complexion but the tears are just not stopping.My face begins to darken as your face starts to glow.Now my lips are dry,my eyes terribly red and puffy ..tears are continuing to fall.I am burning in to ashes.But you are getting beautiful time by time,moment by moment.

Sadly,you move away ,you don’t care for me but you go away like I never cared for you.The sympathy,I showed never came back.I drowned in to the sea,and you fly to the sky.

 I learned the fact to never feel pity for you,for anyone,for everyone but it was too late to recognize as I disappeared forever!

Originally Created.

Gentle Reminder.

When you say you’re the victim of abuse you are supposed to, by the common understanding, be able to bring up very specific episodes of that abuse in order to “prove it’s really abuse”.

But a lot of abuse just doesn’t work that way.

Sometimes they just wore you down constantly. Sometimes you couldn’t put your finger on it, but felt all of the effects none-the-less. Sometimes it’s so plain & awful that you’ve repressed it. Sometimes it was so damn insidious that you normalized it until one day years later you mention it and someone gives you a look of shock and you realize it wasn’t normal.

All of you. Any of you.

You are all just as valid as someone who wrote a whole damn memoir on the thing.
Artwork by Hanna Ilczyszyn

Source: The Artidote.

..To Never Surrender.

​”Soon, when all is well, you’re going to look back on this period of your life and be glad that you never gave up.” — Brittany Burgun

  I am most inspired by people who have experienced adversity and never, ever give up. The words below are inspired by those powerful survivors. 

Boldly go in the direction of your dreams.

Stand tall and show the world what you are made of. When the world beats you down, find a reason to get back up again. Never give up on success.

Try, try, try and try again. 

Remember, the only way you can fail is if you give up. Every time you fail,  you come one step closer to success.

When you look back on your life, don’t have regrets. Believe in yourself, believe in your future, you will find your way.

The fire burning inside you that is very powerful, it is waiting to burn bright. You are meant to do important things.

Following your dreams can be both terrifying and exciting. Inspiration from momentum will save your sinking soul.

Persist and persuade others about your plans, as they are real. Nobody can do this but you.

Most people master the obvious, you are creating something that wasn’t there before. Its bold, it’s beautiful and it’s you.

Give it your best and your dreams will come to life. Success is yours.

Go for your dreams,Its your turn!

Source: A motivational speaker.

The Gorgeous You.

As a woman,as a daughter,as a wife…,you fulfill all your responsibilities and wishes of your loved one s…

You wait for that one smile on your husband’s moody face.And when he does,you think yourself very special.You strive to cook the best to show you father that you have learned enough to not let the food burn! You desperately wait to receive the wonderful comments by your father.And when he does,you  consider yourself the most happiest one!…You are an amazing mother who works at office plus gives time and effort to her children.You wait to see them cherish every moment of their life.You want them to feel happy always and forever.And when they do,you feel like a successful and joyful mother!

But ,you haven’t experienced a moment of yourself,an unforgettable moment where you are totally free from the busy schedule.You want to treat yourself because nobody else does…everybody cares but none of them tries to make you happy .(.this happens a lot).

Just spend some time with yourself,you aren’t a slave …you are just another human being with some different interests.I am not advising you to forget your beloved..but take out time to identify yourselves,to seek the inner self…and to find the gorgeous you..

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5 Shades Of A Girl.

I am definitely talking about that one girl who depicts a million shades ,some of them left unnoticed,while others get imprinted in minds forever.

 That one damsel in distress who constantly needs some one to support her at all times.(I need help,I am alone).She is highly desperate and a poor innocent girl(or maybe not).Some of them trap you easily.Wow! what a talent!

Next comes ,our very own and known girls who put loads of makeup on their skin and still look like a bad bitch!(or witch).They are the ones who are going to lift up their cheekbones so much, that they resemble more like a(not so adorable) plastic doll!

  Not to forget,our copy cat girls,just posting everything you posted..They copy so much plus end up buying the same shirt,you wore last night.Damn!(not liking your stuff but still copying).Thank God! I am not like them!

 Where are the mean girls? The damsel goes through so much experiences hence she’s like..“Its high time,for show time!”.She turns out be the most popular in high school plus very mean , ignorant and egoistic!.This shade gets you in real trouble …(I have came across them a lot)

Yaayy! I am mean and I know it!

   And the girls who decided to adopt the “I don’t care” policy.

They are like : Whatever you do…I dont FREAKING care!.They don’t mind now. (I am one of them) 😂

   Finally…the most amazing…a girl who decides to shade herself with different colors! She is “All in one”…

Pssst…Go away!


My favorite color is navy blue,

the color of a childhood book about stars.
My father read it to me on the couch,
took me outside and showed me
the Big Dipper, and the Little Dipper,
and how to find the North Star.
All of this was right in front of our house.
We looked up into the sky until it looked back.
The book said we spin without realizing it.
It told where we are in the Milky Way;
but my father and I don’t know how we got here.
Neither of us mentions it.
We do not know how to do the math
on astronomical odds as big as that.

A beautiful poem 
By Loueva Smith
Source: Readers digest.


I am the darkness bringing light in their lives.I am the sadness striving for their happiness.

I am the night,with no stars at all.   But will fill their day  with loads of sunshine.

The grief,the rejection that I have unfortunately gone through,the sufferings I faced,the hardships beared…the heated arguments and unsuccessful attempts…I never let them go through it.

I want them to be always happy,to make their lives blissful and cheerful,to spread love and peace in their lives,to build them an inspiration,shall they truly admire!

And I would never want them to be me!

But I would always want the weak to be STRONG like me…


You walk by the side of river,.                     Thinking of the times that make you shiver;    

In a deep search for  light,.                      Cause,your life is full of fright,

You suddenly find ,.                          Yes,you aren’t blind

                    But What?

 Your dim reflection;.                                  and sparkling definition

You can’t see it clear,.                              But the rays are near.

And..then you hear the chirping birds .,Trying to understand their language and words

The sunshines takes away the dullness;                                                                       You retrieve the joy,you can feel the happiness.

The dawns here,all lovely and beautiful.                                                    Your smile is back all,calm and blissful;

  The sun shines,to show you light,.         Ending sorrows,while burning bright,

Creating a moment of splendor and peace,                                                         Placing the soul  at  ease… 🙏


If you can go through life without experiencing pain you probably haven’t been born yet.”~Neil Simon~

What is pain? A very common definition is …bruises,pain from bleeding,hurt…

But what  pain really means is beyond understanding.Can anybody denote one’s true pain that an individual keeps on hiding?.As we all know,humans are best at hiding secrets,and all the suffering dug beneath their torn hearts..

And this pain can never be replaced with undeniable love…it goes away with time,it cures, but always leaves the scars behind.

The tears welled up in eyes…those tears which drowned down the face,dries with time but, always shows those salty cheeks though.

I will never be able to understand the others pain until I go through this worst experience.But would I ever want this pain to strike me,hit me,burn me or kill me?! Never.

..what? That’s the issue!.We don’t want to experience,because we  don’t want to learn from our mistakes.

Does pain just pops up because of the intolerable taunts? No ,it can also take place when we feel guilty of hitting somebody else .There is sort of pinch inside us that constantly mocks us or maybe laughs at our stupidity or pleads to forget…is all pain.The pain that lasts long,and what we can never forget.